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ONLY A PORTION of my gift is in this world, the rest of it is in my dreams.

You, who ever elude my touch, come there in secret silence, hiding your lamp.

I shall know you by the thrill in the darkness, by the whisper of the unseen worlds, by the breath of the unknown shore;-

I shall know you by the sudden delight of my heart melting into sadness of tears.

 

 

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